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Sunday, March 11, 2012
Monday, March 05, 2012
Dick at Starbucks
I have been getting my morning Joe, Grande Latte, for the past 16 months at the same Starbucks attached to the office that I work in. Everyone, almost everyone, knows what my order is and what my name is. Everyone but Dick. "Can I get your name ma'am?" Really? After all this time you can't remember MY name but you can remember "Bob" the guy behind me?
One day I said my name was "Dick". He said 'what?" I spelled it out "D I C K". Today I had a free drink postcard, my birthday card, and again he asked me my name. I said it's on the card and I walked away. 3 minutes later my drink is ready, called out by the Barista, and no freaking name is on the cup! Really? What a Dick!
Tomorrow is another day, another Dick.........
One day I said my name was "Dick". He said 'what?" I spelled it out "D I C K". Today I had a free drink postcard, my birthday card, and again he asked me my name. I said it's on the card and I walked away. 3 minutes later my drink is ready, called out by the Barista, and no freaking name is on the cup! Really? What a Dick!
Tomorrow is another day, another Dick.........
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